Focus... - Anyway lyrics

[Verse One] Is it me, or is this music sh** wack? Could it be, this rap sh** it's a wrap? How did we, get so far off track? To the wack then you automatically get a contract The south? You can't hate on that But a lot of rappers comin' out of there is real wack Snap music, I get it The b**hes love it, admit it But +Aye Bay Bay+, I'm not f**in' with it And ain't got to My music likewise Different strokes for different folks, they showin' the same signs Punxsutawney Phil I keep seein' the same guys Ground Hog's Day I keep hearin' the same rhymes If anyone's offended, sh** I ain't gonna apologize I feel like Bill Murray, want to break my radio Neighbors wonder why record sales ain't poppin' Don't just blame digital downloads, it's the bullsh** your droppin' [Hook] [Mike Ant] You might not like what I'm bout to say But I'm gonna say it anyway You might not like what I'm gonna say But I'm gonna say it anyway [Verse Two] Honestly, honesty don't offend me Honestly, that's all my pen be Rappers got a problem, we ain't gotta be friendly But stop makin' songs for kids and leave that to Disney I don't listen to kids, kids listen to me So when they grow up who you think they wanna be? Hopefully not me I'm no role model But I roll with a model, smash it like avacado Raise yo' kids stop raisin' hell Stop blamin' 50 Cent when young Johnny go to jail Be A Parent Or Die Tryin', you ain't done too well I don't know yo kids, it's not my fault if you failed But Oprah said it's rap's fault, disrespectful to the female But what does she know? She's finger bangin' Gail I could be right or I could be wrong Let he without sin cast the first stone [Hook] [Mike Ant] You might not like what I'm bout to say But I'm gonna say it anyway You might not like what I'm gonna say But I'm gonna say it anyway [Verse Three] New York, New York big city of dreams n***as swear they gang bangers, it ain't all that it seems Is Jim Jones a real Blood? Ask Big Wide Oh Wee and Young Dre will get the truth, no lie I ain't really like +Ballin'+ but I like his style And Juelz is dope but cut that Blood sh** out See Mims did his thing, it ain't like he can't rap But a fake south track ain't gonna bring New York back And the west coast? Our sh** is trash New west full of pests, hate to see you get some cash Old n***as too, the torch they refuse to pa** Rather see it go out until they croak and pa** L.A. full of haters that's why we don't last I see why Dre don't f** with n***as, do his thing and mash +California Love+, that's a thing of the past You wanna make it in Hollywood, you better drive right past [Hook] [Mike Ant] You might not like what I'm bout to say But I'm gonna say it anyway You might not like what I'm gonna say But I'm gonna say it anyway